[DOWN UNDER] Day # I don't give a shit
I've given up trying to write these every day. You can go suck your own balls, Jimbo. I'm on holiday and far too occupied by other tropical attractions to sit strapped to my laptop all day. Sunshine says hi, which really just constituted giggling and drooling all over your photo.
It's my birthday today. The big Two-Nine. It's a slippery slope to the big Three-Oh now, but I never had a complex over that like Jimbo did. I woke up to a bungalow filled with balloons and tropical flowers accompanied by a large chocolate cake with a sun on it, a chocolate hamper, and a chocolate fountain. I couldn't remember the last time I got this spoiled on my birthday. It was amazing. I spent the morning in bed with Andy and Sunshine, making the most of the fabulous three course room service breakfast, and then we went to a water park not far from the resort. It was a lot of fun and there is really nothing that could top my birthday. It's been the best ever.
We have Miss Marcus, our gay pseudo-nanny, taking care of Sunshine for the evening so Andy and I can have a romantic dinner on the beach together. He told me he was going to make a surprise, but he realised I wouldn't have agreed to leaving Jamie for an evening without knowing why. I'm still the overprotective mother I never thought I would be. She's my pride and joy, so sue me. Now I'm just quickly writing this while trying to decide what to wear. Something sexy. The beach near our bungalow is very secluded at night. I have plans for one Andrew Connor and his sneaky, fabulous birthday plans.
It's my birthday today. The big Two-Nine. It's a slippery slope to the big Three-Oh now, but I never had a complex over that like Jimbo did. I woke up to a bungalow filled with balloons and tropical flowers accompanied by a large chocolate cake with a sun on it, a chocolate hamper, and a chocolate fountain. I couldn't remember the last time I got this spoiled on my birthday. It was amazing. I spent the morning in bed with Andy and Sunshine, making the most of the fabulous three course room service breakfast, and then we went to a water park not far from the resort. It was a lot of fun and there is really nothing that could top my birthday. It's been the best ever.
We have Miss Marcus, our gay pseudo-nanny, taking care of Sunshine for the evening so Andy and I can have a romantic dinner on the beach together. He told me he was going to make a surprise, but he realised I wouldn't have agreed to leaving Jamie for an evening without knowing why. I'm still the overprotective mother I never thought I would be. She's my pride and joy, so sue me. Now I'm just quickly writing this while trying to decide what to wear. Something sexy. The beach near our bungalow is very secluded at night. I have plans for one Andrew Connor and his sneaky, fabulous birthday plans.